Some seasons, just being Irish seems curse enough, and never more so than in Northern Ireland's annual marching season, when Protestant pride expresses itself in drum-banging celebration of Catholic defeat. Down the streets of Belfast, through such villages as Drumcree, the brethren of the Orange Order must go each July, drums pounding, flutes trilling out martial tunes, banners fluttering portraits of William of Orange triumphing over the Catholics at the Battle of the Boyne 308 years ago.
Was it just for that privilege that Lee Quinn, only 12 years old, found himself last week in the back bedroom of his grandmother's...
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